Species: Wolf-dog; 50% Labrador wolf, 50% German Shepherd dog
Gender: Female
Preferred Ark Rank: Singer (Soprano)
A Secondary Form of Contact: (AIM, MSN, Y!M) Uh, PM here? :3
Currently Played Characters: None
How You Found 'Souls: I found it on a site that recommended sites. 'Souls looked interesting, so I thought why not?
Initial Post:
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The sun parted over the trees as it made its climb over the sky, warming the cold trees to soften their burden of the chilly snow that laid thickly over the ground. Though the normal forests sound occurred, they seemed faint, as if winter dimmed their mood that will soon liven again when spring comes. But, a steady rhythm of paws crunching against the snow disturbed the near silence, echoing nosily off the trees. It was obviously a canine, and a Luperci at that in its Optime form. She was adorned with a few items, one of them were clothing; a thin, dirty shirt covered its torso, and a short pair of tattered pants. Whoever this Luperci was, it was clear to see that she was a traveler, and her destination was soon in its reach by the way she was hurrying.
With a twitch of her nose and a excited wag of her tail, she again stopped, and looked over what was before her. A tree, probably the biggest she had ever seen, towered above her head; she let out a low whistle as she titled her head back to have a gander at the top. It was decorated with colorful items. Some was bright paint, all the colors under the sun, and others were drawings, so many bearing so many things that the wolf-dog could not name them all under a few minutes. It was here that the young woman was heading, and she finally made it, or at least half of it. Reaching this great tree was only half the journey, and now Elaine Lovato had to patient for the rest to come to her.
She unslung one of the items that cling to her body easily, as if she practiced the movement many times and had no trouble removing it from her shoulders. Elaine adjusted her grip on the item, one hand on its neck and the other near the other end, hovering over a hole that was indented in the wooden object; it was obviously a guitar. The wolf-dog thought she could maybe past the time and also impress these wolves with her ability to play the instrument, and began to strum away. At first, it was a quiet murmur, much like the sound of the forest, but then it picked up rhythm and speed. In no time at all, she was playing a simple melody, one she knew by heart, and anyone near by would hear her playing the instrument.
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